Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 737 Descendants
"Get up."

With a thought, spiritual energy swarmed and supported Qin Ming to stand up: "Thank you for those steamed buns and pickles, I am so poor to pay back the karma."

"What?"

Qin Ming was a little dazed, steamed buns and pickles were given to a lot of people, he didn't think for a while that it was the matter of giving food to the three old people that day: "I gave a lot of people, I don't remember you are"

No matter who it is, he sends steamed buns and pickles to the elderly, the elderly who live in difficulties.Now the three people in front of them are a young man, the same woman as the two fairies.

Variety!

This is the art of transformation, a supernatural power that can only be used by the legendary gods!
Martial arts have been developed and inherited for more than [-] years, and martial arts cannot achieve this step.

"Xiao Mingzi, who is it?"

Inside the room, the old man's voice was full of curiosity and eagerness.

"Old man. Qin Ming gave us food, and we are here to repay the favor."

When Zhang Qingyun entered the room, he had already seen the old man when he watched Qin Ming with his divine sense.

"Thank you?"

The old man was a little confused.

Instead, the old man sighed: "Survival is difficult. Many people have just been able to solve the problem of survival. It is also necessary to help each other."

Zhang Qingyun didn't say much, flicked his fingers, and a purple light fell on the old man's forehead.And Zhang Qingyun walked out of the room.

Qin Ming stayed in the room, everything seemed like a dream, he didn't say much, but he was already full of expectations for what the young Taoist would do.

Not long after, when the Zimang disappeared, the old Miao language man lying on the bed turned red.She trembled all over: "Xiao Mingzi. Xiao Mingzi"

The old man sat up directly from the bed, turned to look at Qin Ming: "Grandma can see you now, are you Xiao Mingzi?"

The grandson is 15 years old this year, and it was the first time she saw the light.Not only that, but she felt strength in her legs.She was flustered, excited, and wanted to cry.

Back then, she was also a young woman in her prime, and she also had dreams and goals.It's just that she is an ordinary person and can't practice at all, so she can only marry.

Not long after the marriage, the child was born, and his husband passed away.She was heartbroken and shed tears all day, her eyes began to have problems, and when she woke up one morning, she found that she could no longer see.
For many years, she longed for light, longed for her legs to heal, and to be able to support her grandson
"Where were those people just now?"

When she rushed out of the room, the yard was empty, where was Zhang Qingyun?

"Aren't you accepting disciples now?"

Yu He was very curious about this. It was obvious that Zhang Qingyun had taken a fancy to Qin Ming, but he only helped Qin Ming's grandmother recover, regained his eyesight, treated his legs, and then left directly.

Zhang Qingyun's cultivation level was too high, and she couldn't figure out all the questions about Zhang Qingyun.

Qiao Yan said with a smile: "Obviously, you have to be cautious when accepting apprentices. You just passed the first test, and there must be more tests to follow. Only the little guy can pass the test before he can be accepted as a disciple, right?"

Zhang Qingyun nodded: "I have a shallow fate with him, maybe the time has not come yet, this trace of master-student fate is still forced by me, let's wait for a while."

"Where are we going now?"

Zhang Qingyun didn't go back directly, but turned around and went in another direction.

"Back then, I taught them and let them step into practice, but I didn't protect them because of retreat, which caused them to perish in the three disasters. Some of them are passed down by descendants. I'm going to have a look."

Members of the Demon Hunt Squad are not Zhang Qingyun's disciples, but after all, he is the one who leads them into practice, so they are considered half disciples.As the saying goes, the master leads the door, and the practice lies with the individual.

Zhang Qingyun has never asked, and now he feels a little guilty.These guilt made Zhang Qingyun's cultivation at the peak of Dao Dao troubled, and he was still unable to take this step.

For the sake of cultivation and for the kindness of the past, Zhang Qingyun had to go and see it.

"This"

Yuhe is very clear about this matter. Back then, she also practiced in closed doors. There were a total of more than 100 people in the Demon Hunting Squad. No more than [-] of them got married and started businesses. There were nineteen in total who were handed down by descendants.
Now among Zhang Qingyun's fifteen disciples, eleven are passed down from generation to generation, so there are still eight outside.Counting with fingers, communicating with heaven, Yuhe fell silent.

Of the eight descendants of the members of the demon hunting team that have been handed down from generation to generation, there are only three left that are still passed down from generation to generation. However, they have already become the most ordinary members of the public.

Soon, they came over a village.

"Kill the demon!"

"Kill the demon!"

A cry came from beneath his feet.

A group of children, holding sticks, led by a strong child, smashed a huge piece of wood: "Kill the demon!"

"Kill the demon!"

A group of children were smiling and seemed to be having fun. They swarmed over and smashed the big piece of wood.

"No, no. It's not right for you to do that."

That sturdy boy, about eight or nine years old, was very strong and tall, as if he was thirteen or fourteen years old.Some eleven or twelve-year-old children followed behind him and obeyed his command.

The young man seemed not very happy, and stopped the "monster killing" behavior: "You, you, and you, you, you, you have a problem with your attitude. We are killing demons, not joking, you are smiling, this is playing a game, Not killing demons."

"Awei, how can we count as killing demons?"

A group of children were very puzzled by this: "Let's just hit it, and the hippie smile is also killing demons."

"You don't understand, monsters are very cruel and bloody."

The boy named Awei sat on the ground: "We are all learning. When the spiritual energy recovered, the monsters were faster than us humans. The monsters themselves were very powerful. When the spiritual energy recovered, they became even stronger. , eat me human beings everywhere, you know, the day we need to commemorate, the night of the full moon, why is it changed to a sacrificial day?"

"I know I know"

A little girl timidly raised her hand: "I heard that August 30th is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for reunion. But later, in the northwest, a monster ate [-] of my human beings a day. , We human beings believe that we cannot coexist with monsters. It was also from that day on when we Dongsheng Continent shouted that we could coexist with monsters. The voice gradually weakened. It was also the day when we humans launched a counterattack against monsters. day of victory."

"Yes, Koyanagi is studying very well"

The boy named Awei applauded and said to the other boys: "Look at you, everyone is learning the same thing, Xiao Liu can remember it, why don't you remember it?"

"Back then, when spiritual energy recovered and various natural disasters changed, countless human deaths and injuries were suffered in Dongsheng Continent. We can see from the books that the land continued to expand, mountains and rivers collapsed, rivers stopped flowing, tsunami erosion, etc., and two-thirds of the human deaths and injuries. When everything After stabilizing, monsters began to eat people again, tens of millions! There are only 4000 million people in Dongsheng Continent, and nearly [-] million people were eaten by monsters, which is a full tenth of the population. In a few years, monsters and beasts cannibalize people, and one out of ten people will be eaten!"

Awei looked sad: "Those are all heroes. Back then, they were ordinary people, holding knives and forks and wooden sticks, fighting back against the monsters showing their fangs. Unfortunately, the monsters have already begun to evolve and absorb Reiki, their whole body is in the recovery of aura, they are all weapons, and human beings are killed or injured."

A group of teenagers were silent.

"Don't forget hatred! Forgetting is betrayal! Monster beasts are not human beings. Monster beasts are opposite to us. After hundreds of years of revival, how many human beings have been swallowed by monster beasts?"

Awei's grandfather was killed by a monster, and Awei saw it with his own eyes.He became an orphan and was taken in by kind people, so he settled here alone
With no relatives, Awei's life is not good. When he is a little older, he starts to use his clever head to dig traps, create camouflage, and start hunting some monsters.
Gradually, he became the king of children in the village. At the age of eight or nine, he actually had a certain reputation in the village.

"How do we kill the demon?"

The children were a little confused. After all, their minds were immature, so they couldn't understand. They thought that many monsters were very powerful. Now they knew that there would be such a great hatred between humans and monsters.

"To kill monsters, you must keep hatred in mind! You must have murderous intent in your heart, and you must be ruthless! Not only that, we also need to avenge our dead ancestors! Look at me!"

Awei held a metal stick and raised it fiercely: "Kill the demon!"

There was murderous intent in the eyes, hatred in the words, and a ferocious face: "Kill the demon!"

"boom"

Huge tree roots, torn apart.

"Wow"

The children were frightened, especially by Awei's ferocious face, and they ran home one after another: "I'm going home, I'm scared."

After a while, there is only one Awei left here.

Awei sighed: "Why is it so difficult to pull together a team? We need to be united. Only with unity can we have strength and be able to kill monsters. We are on the edge of the monster territory."

"Forget it"

Awei was a little frustrated: "It's like this every time, can we still play together? If we can't form a team, I'll kill the demon by myself."

Rubbing his stomach, Awei frowned: "I'm just playing, I haven't settled down for today's dinner."

Holding the iron rod, Awei walked into the forest.

When entering the forest, Awei's expression became dignified. As he went deeper into the forest, Awei carefully avoided some strong human beings who were guarding in the dark, and entered the forest.

"This little guy."

As Awei entered the forest, a middle-aged man appeared on the road Awei passed.He is the guardian here, the successor of the Evangelism Palace, and they are present in every place where human beings live.

The figure of the middle-aged man flickered, and he chased into the forest: "It's very dangerous here, is this fatal?"

After the middle-aged man left, Zhang Qingyun and Yuhe Qiaoyan also appeared here.

"This child is very good."

Yuhe seldom praises others, this time the meaning of praise is obvious.

"He is a descendant of Wei Dong"

Wei Dong and Yu He also know each other.He is tall, thin, unsmiling, looks very serious, but has mediocre talents, and works extremely hard to be strong.He used to be an ordinary member of the Demon Hunt Squad.

Zhang Qingyun has a deep memory of each of Wei Dong and the others.

In my memory, Wei Dong was a timid person, but when he was in the first domain, he still rushed forward and gradually grew into a real practitioner.

"Wei Dong was among the first to die among the three disasters."

Wei Dong worked very hard, but his efforts were not in vain. His cultivation level advanced very quickly, from the end of the crane to finally catching up with Shi Zhigang and others.Because of high cultivation, the three disasters come first.
"You want to take him as an apprentice?"

Qiao Yan blinked, Awei is a very nice boy, and she likes it too.

Although it was the first time, the child Awei touched them.

"no."

Zhang Qingyun shook his head lightly: "He is the sixth grandson of Wei Dong, and I can be regarded as his patriarch. But this kid has too much murderous intent in his heart, which is not conducive to Taoism. I will teach him to practice martial arts."

"You rest as you please, I will first comprehend a martial arts technique and several martial arts."

After the revival of spiritual energy, Zhang Qingyun did not know the martial arts skills created by the efforts of countless people in the Mission Palace.He wants to create a kung fu that is most suitable for Awei.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye, Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes, stood up and smiled, "Let's go."

In the most southwest corner of the village, it can be said that it is a distance away from the village, a simple stone house and yard.In the yard, Awei was humming a ditty while handling a prey that was about the size of a tiger.

This prey has been skinned, and Awei is processing the corpse. Judging from the fur, it can be regarded as an evolved version of a lion.Awei wanted to dispose of the corpses of these beasts, pickle them with salt, and try to store them for a longer period of time.

He was lucky. He dug a huge deep pit. When he went there a few days ago, he found no large prey, only small prey. In a few days, he ate it.

Today, he was finally excited to find that what was placed here was a huge monster, weighing more than [-] kilograms. It took him a lot of effort to transport it back home: "Several uncles in the village helped me bring it back, I will send some to them later.”

Awei is very strong, at a young age, he has the strength of three to five hundred catties, which is due to eating the flesh and blood of monsters all the year round.For these, Awei himself did not know that he was tall, about the size of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, and he was very strong.

He attributed it to ancestral genetic inheritance and didn't think much about it.

Not long after, after he finished disposing of the corpse and divided it into dozens of pieces, he was about to go out when a middle-aged man walked in: "Boy, do you want to send it?"

"Uncle Tang."

The visitor was of medium build, looked a little thin, and had a scar on his face.Uncle Tang was an injured warrior back then, he was rescued by the villagers, and he has stayed in the village ever since.

It’s just that Uncle Tang is very mysterious, and he is basically not seen in the village: “I thought, I’ll send you a copy.”

The middle-aged man shook his head: "You don't need to give it to me, you kid can keep it for yourself. Let me see today, how far is your blood moving?"

Before martial artists practice, especially before the system comes into contact with martial arts, only families with inheritance will allow children to carry blood and strengthen their bodies.

Martial arts practice is not very perfect. Before the age of 15, the practice of kung fu is not only useless, but will bring physical deficit.This point is similar to Taoism.

Grinding the body, a strong body, and a strong soul will have better talents.

The Palace of Evangelism is selfless, passing down the method of transporting qi and blood, and transporting qi and blood requires a lot of food. Generally speaking, the effect is not particularly ideal. According to the difference of the human body, only a few have the effect.

"Ha ha."

Speaking of this, Awei laughed loudly: "Uncle Tang, I can lift five hundred catties."

Uncle Tang smiled slightly, put his hand on his wrist, and then nodded slightly: "Yes, you go and do your work, I'll go back first, I'll come back in a few days"

Uncle Tang's whereabouts are mysterious, and his actions are also mysterious, A Wei has become accustomed to it.

Weighing the twenty or thirty catties of monster meat in his hand, Awei walked out.As soon as he went out, he saw a young man standing in front of the door, and two young, beautiful and outrageous women.

Dazed, Awei's eyes stayed on the two young women for a second, and sweat began to appear on his forehead in an instant.His face was cloudy and uncertain, and his whole body began to tremble.

After swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, Awei screamed: "Monster!"

(End of this chapter)